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When Faust awoke once more the first thing that hit him was the smell of male musk from his fun last night, remembering that he hadn't cleaned himself up from it before he went to bed. The second thing he noticed was that poster was still hanging over his bed, those two very lewd creatures still staring at him with those smirks on their faces like they knew exactly what was going on. He averted his gaze from the poster and went into his bathroom to clean himself up. As he popped into the shower he realized that his physical appearance had once more shifted to be more on the muscular side.

At this point Faust was wondering less on how it was changing him and he had become more focused on the why. He began to wonder if it had anything to do with the fact that he was leveling very fast? But then there was also the other thing... his gaze once more drifting towards the lewd posters that hung on his walls. Even the one with Berza began to take on a very lewd undertone as he realized that it was more of a pin-up than just some piece of art that he had gotten. Yet as he looked down at himself an entirely new thought process began to form in his mind as he ran his hands down his trimmer stomach...

If this was a game that gave him a real-life reward for being good in a game, why shouldn't he take advantage of it? He'd finally found something that he was amazing at that also provided real rewards, he'd be insane to not take it. So what if there were... male-centric themes to it, it was all the better to dominate them on the battlefield, and it was just his job to take down the other side, anyway. If the others wanted to do that gay stuff off to the side it was up to them, all he wanted to do was what he was already doing, being awesome.

Faust had psyched himself up so much that he didn't even bother to get dressed, his naked body pressed against his chair as he put on his gear. He was pumped up and ready for action and as soon as he got inside the lobby he found the first deathmatch that he could enter and immediately signed up for it. It was about ten minutes of a wait time and as he stood there he could feel the confused looks of the others that waited with him. He wasn't surprised at the attention; most of the creatures that were waiting for this train had completely converted to a naga form at this point, most of them even had an extra accessory or two like a cobra hood and one even had a second head. None of them told him to equip a mod, though, given his level and the fact that he hadn't been corrupted by anything yet it was clear that Faust was on a level that he deserved to be on as the train pulled up and they boarded it...

The days and weeks passed and by the time the sun had started to set Faust had crushed several matches completely and participated in a few more. At this point his ranking was one of the highest and several people were in awe of him as he strode down the sections of the market for higher-ranking members while still completely human. The reason he was even there in the first place is because he had a ticket that he could redeem for a free piece of equipment. When he went up to the counter he found that the same naga from before was there and grinned at him as Faust handed him the ticket.

"So with this we actually have one of two items that you could choose from," he said as he put two wooden boxes on the counter. "Either you could have a stack of twelve egg grenades or... you can get a full set of basilisk naga armor."

Faust could hear the ohs and ahs of the crowd around him as he held up a picture of a naga that looked like he was made out of solid stone, save for the underbelly that was still flesh as the rich marble gave the creature a look of deadly elegance. "Hmmm... that is a tough call," Faust said as he could see the shopkeeper look at him with anticipation while his gaze went from one crate to another. "The armor does sound really fun and it would definitely be one of the cooler nagas in the club..." As Faust tapped his chin the shopkeeper's eyes lit up and his coiled body raised his torso up in anticipation. "...but I think I'm going to go with the grenades."

There was a loud thud as Faust backed away from the counter wide-eyed as the naga flopped down on the box before looking up at him. "Why would you take the grenades?!" the shopkeeper said as he looked at him with pleading eyes. "This is one of the best armors in the game and you throw away the chance to get some one-use grenades?"

"I just don't like using armor or avatar mods like that," Faust said, only to receive a cacophony of boos, jeers, and jabs in response from the other creatures behind him. He threw his hands up in frustration, never in his entire time gaming had the community cared so much about decorating themselves with aesthetic items and armor with meager bonuses. "It's how I like to play, give me a break! I don't know why you guys are so fucking pushy when it comes to these avatar mods!"

The shopkeeper was about say something when a bronze-scaled hand appeared on his shoulder, the rest of the crowd that had started to gather around them gasped as Faust heard the name Berza whispered amongst them. "I think I can take it from here," the naga said with a smile as his gaze turned towards Faust. "You've been making quite the splash in our little gaming community, Faust, you definitely have some skills here. Why don't we go somewhere a little more comfortable where we can talk privately?"

Faust wondered whether this was some sort of NPC or an admin just playing a character, but either way he was curious enough, and admittedly a bit intimidated by his sudden appearance, that he merely nodded his head in agreement. To his surprise he found the huge naga slither past him and slide a claw along his jawline before beckoning him forward. The gamer found himself following the other male through the lobby towards an area that most people didn't venture towards. It was a section marked for private rooms, and when Berza got up to one of them he pushed in a code on the keypad that appeared which caused the door to open.

"You are quite the accomplished gamer," Berza said with a grin as he slithered inside with Faust right behind him. "I've been watching you for quite a while ever since I heard there was someone out there that wasn't using any of my avatar mods."

As the naga slithered up to the bed and laid down on it Berza was still not sure what the naga wanted of him. "You know I've seen what goes on with your corruptors in this game, and I'm not sure if I like being in a room with you," Faust admitted as he looked around the walls of the private room. "Why are you so adamant on equipping this armor you've got?"

"Well most of the time we don't have to explain ourselves because the avatar mods do most of the explaining for us when they're equipped," Berza said as he gave him a critical glance. "I have to honestly say that we haven't had one like you... while there are some that attempt to do what you've done, none of them get very far and they end up getting converted by one of our other players. After seeing you play for quite some time though I felt I had to step in, so to speak, and give you a more personal touch before such a thing happens to you."

"I'm... flattered?" Faust replied, still attempting to wrap his head around what was happening.

"You should be," the naga said as he coiled on himself on the bed. "Not many generals take notice of their players, and if another faction managed to poach you away from me I'd never forgive myself, not to mention I happen to know that your friend is a member of Haleon's faction. So I'm going to offer you a little deal here... if I can entice you to actually use a body modification, I'm going to offer certain privileges that very few others get."

Though one would guess that it would be an advantage in the game, it was clear to Faust that he meant something else entirely as his fingers trailed down his body towards the slit that was just below his washboard abs. "You know... as interesting as this all is I think I have just as much fun without the mods. Thank you so much for the offer, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline."

"That is rather unfortunate to hear," Berza replied with a shrug. "Very well, you're free to leave if you'd like."

Faust looked around for a second in disbelief... after all that he was just going to let him go? When he got to the door, however; he found that it didn't open, the handle jiggling as he tried to force it. "I think you may want to work on your threshold coding a bit here," he said as he turned back towards the naga who just grinned at him, then when he turned back he saw that the door had vanished completely from the wall. "Hey! I thought you said I could leave!"

"Of course... if you'd like..." Berza said as Faust got off of the bed and began to slither towards him. "It appears, though, that my coils have wrapped around you far more than you thought. If you really wanted to escape my embrace you would have done so by now."

Even though he could hear the jeer in Berza's voice Faust knew that he wasn't going to be trapped for long. He opened up his menu and before Berza managed to reach him he clicked the log-out button, closing his eyes to wait for the visage of the naga to disappear before he could take off his visor. Once he let a few seconds go by he opened his eyes to look at the blank screens only to find the bronze reptilian eyes staring straight into his. When he tried to jump away he found that the naga had completely wrapped around him, his arms pinned to his sides within the rubber coils.

"How..." Faust said as he felt the rubber sliding over his skin. "How are you doing this? Are you... real?"

"Real enough to ensnare you in my coils," Berza replied as his muzzle got in so close to Faust's face he could feel the breath on it. "Not to mention that you've been seeing your own body changing and the little tidbits of art that you've earned in order to help entice you. Of course... if you really, really don't want any of this I will give you once chance in order to end this right now. All you have to say is that you don't want to play this game with me and I'll not only let you go, but also turn everything back to normal, even your physical body, so you can keep playing as you normally would."

The evil grin on the rubber naga's face showed Faust exactly how much Berza knew of him, especially because he knew exactly which pressure point to squeeze in order to bring him on his side. The visage of the bodybuilder Berza was so powerful that it continued to linger in his mind even after he turned away. He always wanted to be that strong in real life, and even though being the best in games was a meaningful substitution, it wasn't the same as what he was being offered here. This... creature had the power to trap him inside a game, why wouldn't he be able to go through with everything that he offered?

"Do I... have to do any of that gay stuff I saw before?" Faust asked, the mental image of those two males going at it the only thing that still caused him to hesitate. To his surprise the naga chuckled and shook his head, scratching its scales.

"That is certainly optional," Berza replied once he was finished with his chuckle. "I apologize for laughing, but that's rather unusual to hear, most who don't want to participate in such acts don't see that mechanic of the game. Either Haleon is not as good as he says he is when it comes to his programming, which I highly doubt, or you may want to take a bit of an introspective look at yourself. Either way, it's not in our nature to force things upon others... unless they like that sort of thing."

The coils around Faust tightened ever so slightly, the increased pressure on his body a show of both power and control as the naga's body continued to drift around him. Even though he said that there weren't any forced changes he could feel the predatory gaze of the rubber creature like he wanted to swallow him up right then and there... though he had the feeling the other male had a different type of swallowing in mind. Faust couldn't help but recognize that there was something about being in the naga's coils that was extremely enticing, whether it was the power that Berza exuded or just the feel of control that he had over him. Finally after a bit of an internal battle the human finally found himself nodding and Berza smiled before holding out his hands and showing a simple snake mask.

"Think of this as the sum of all the mods that you had collected so far," Berza explained as he loosened the coils enough for Faust to take the rather plain rubber item. "You've earned it... and now I don't have to worry as much about losing you to another faction. Go ahead and put it on, I want to see you in all your glory."

Faust hesitated for a moment as he felt the rubber in his hands while feeling like he was standing at the point of no return. He had already made up his mind, though, and with one smooth motion pulled the mask over his head and felt the slick material actually touching his face as the magical material immediately began to shift on him. Even before he got the seam down to his neck he could feel it starting to change his avatar, and through everything that had just happened he knew in the back of his mind it was doing the same to his physical body. He let out a moan that was slightly muffled by the mask at the start before his lips pushed out and fused to the rubber.

At this point Berza had unwrapped himself from the gamer enough so that his body could expand, which is exactly what it did as the latex began to cascade down his shoulders and chest. The bronze-scaled naga led the transforming human to the bed in order to help him out as Faust's head had become completely serpentine, his mouth now completely adhered to the mask as his rubberized forked tongue flicked out past his lips. It soon became clear why Berza had led him to the bed as the black rubber snaked down his expanding pectorals and abs, feeling his legs begin to lock together as the substance reached towards his groin. "How is this possible..." Faust managed to say between gasps of pleasure as he watched his arms swell with muscle while the scales on his body began to shift from a simple black to a brilliant golden color.

"Anything is possible when it comes to us," Berza replied with a smirk as he pushed Faust back on the bed while tentacles of the golden rubber slid down past his groin towards his legs and began to wrap around them. "Now as for that other problem you seem to be having... I could help you out with that, if you don't mind doing some of that gay stuff you were talking about before."

Faust just grunted as his latex-clawed hands grabbed his muzzle while his new fangs slid out of them. The transforming human was incredibly horny, whether it was from the sheer amount of muscle being packed onto his frame or the rubber sliding across his skin and making it incredibly sensitive, his still-fleshy cock throbbed hard as it jutted out in the air. "Screw it," Faust said with a deeper voice, hissing the S slightly as Berza put his hands against his rubber-fused thighs. "Do it."

"You got it," Berza replied, giving Faust a show of flexing his muscles while he gained his own through the transformation. "Have to make sure you know who's boss after all."

As Faust tipped his head back from the euphoria of yet another surge of muscle growth he could feel the section of the bed he was on suddenly grow heavier as Berza slithered on top. By the time the changing human looked back down the bronze-scaled rubber creature was already starting to coil around him yet again, though this time it was for far more pleasurable purposes as the two muscular males began to rub their bodies together. By this time Berza's serpentine form had completely wrapped around his legs once again and as Faust looked down his human calves and feet looked almost comically small in comparison to the heavy, golden-scaled snake body he had from his hips to where his knees had been. Soon even that last vestige of his humanity was completely coated, his toes merging into a tailtip as his lower body became that of a brawny naga just like the one that was wrapped around it up to his chest.

Though he hadn't been terribly open about it before Faust was quickly growing more accepting of the other male's body pressed against him. There was something about the way their enhanced latex bodies slid over one another that made everything feel so... right. It was like before he had just been playing a video game, now he really was a heavy naga soldier fighting for Master Renzyl in order to win glory, not only for him, but his faction as well. Plus the more he was around the beefcake of a naga the more he was attracted to it, even licking his lips as he felt those bronze coils slid around and Berza's maleness pressed against him.

"Now you're starting to see," Berza continued to goad as his muzzle went down and his forked tongue flicked against the mountainous pectorals that had formed on Faust's chest. "You're a powerful, muscular naga on the front line, holding back the other factions with a hail of fire and fury. Then when it's all done and your enemies lie defeated on the battleground you're allowed to pick your choice of prize, sliding your hefty cock into them and converting them to further your faction."

"Yes..." Faust hissed as his hips bucked up in the air when Berza's muzzle continued to drift down towards his groin. "I want to dominate them all... be the best that they've ever seen while they suck my cock..."

A grin formed on Berza's face as Faust's need to dominate the field played right into his hands, giving the new naga a chance to feel such power as the coppery serpent wrapped his tongue around the other male's cock. Faust let out a gasp as every thick muscle in his body tensed from yet another surge of pure pleasure. His fantasies of shoving his tool down the throat of his defeated enemy was matched by the warm embrace of the rubber naga's muzzle that had completely engulfed him. Faust began to squirm as his vulcanized hands grabbed Berza's head while his hips began to push upwards.

Just as Faust began to really get into it the perspective on his dream shifted, the random creature that he had been stuffing the maw of turned into a very specific player. The black metal raven looked up at him with those eyes as he took his friend's mouth to show him once and for all that he was the best player. He could feel himself lick his rubber lips as the tip of his cock pushed its way into his maw while the feathers and beak he prided himself on converted to something more serpentine in nature. Metal turned to rubber as he corrupted his friend, turning him into his faction while the transforming bird creature squirmed in his grasp.

Suddenly that mental image was interrupted as Faust's eyes shot open from something beginning to push into him. He looked down to see that Berza's coils had completely wrapped around his entire naga body, and though the bronze naga's muzzle remained bobbing up and down on his cock he was able to maneuver a similar appendage against the rubberized hole of the other male. Faust's grip tightened against Berza's head as he suddenly found himself getting penetrated from behind, the coil that had Berza's heavy latex tool tightening slowly in order to slide the slick rubber into him. By this point the gamer no longer cared, he was so lost in the cloud of lust that all he cared about was getting more of that delicious pleasure from his General while his hips instinctively pushed forward into the muzzle enveloping his own maleness.

It didn't take long for Faust to build to his climax; every time he pulled his hips back to slide his cock out of Berza's mouth it caused Berza to get pushed deeper into him. This caused a never-ending loop of pleasure that ensnared the naga as Berza remained steadfast with his heavy coils wrapped around Faust's body. After only a minute or two of this Faust's hands pushed the other naga's head down as he came hard, letting out a hissing shout as he spilled his corrupted rubber seed into the other male's throat. Even as he bucked his cock around Berza was able to keep it in his maw the entire time, drinking down every drop that the other male gave him as Faust fell back against the bed exhausted.

But even as Faust had finished shooting his load it was clear that the other male wasn't done with him yet as Berza continued to remain coiled around him, drawing his head off the semi-hard member in his mouth before looking at him. "You are one sexy creature if I do say so myself," the powerful naga said as Faust could now more than ever feel the cock inside him throbbing. "Since you are such a great player I think I'm going to give you something that you'll enjoy. While it's a bit of a handicap I think you can handle it, especially since you were doing so well without the mods."

Faust wasn't sure what to expect before he began to feel something press against his already-stretched hole, an object that seemed to be coming from inside of the other naga's cock. "Wha..." Faust said as he began to get hard once again. "What are you doing to me?"

"Consider it a gift," Berza replied with a smirk as his coils grew tighter and it pushed whatever was against his rubber hole harder against him. It felt like something large and round was being pushed into him, almost like... an egg? Despite the absurdity of such a thought it felt right as he let out a groan from the object pushing up. Both of the beefy nagas pushed against one another, their rubber scales sliding effortlessly as the egg continued to slide up Berza's cock and into Faust. Faust nearly shouted as it finally pushed past the ring of muscle and went inside his body, though he didn't have much time to rest as a second one quickly came up behind the first.

Faust's serpentine lower body wrapped tight around Berza as he was implanted with several eggs, each one causing more pleasure than the previous one as his stomach began to show off the bulges. When the last one went in it caused the golden naga to cum again, which seemed to trigger his cock growing thicker and longer just like the one that had given him the belly of eggs in the first place. "Oh man..." Faust panted once he had finished writhing in bliss, his hands going up to his slightly distended belly where Berza's eggs rested. "That was easily the most intense experience of my life... but what are they?"

"It's a way for players of awesome talent to give to their faction," Berza explained as he slowly uncoiled himself from the other player. "If you can keep those eggs safe and not let any other faction corrupt you then you'll be able to spawn items to give to other players like your friends that will be more powerful than the starter stuff. Much like the referral program that you got from your friend, except this one is far more... intimate in nature."

Once they had fully uncoiled from one another Faust thanked Berza intensely for showing him just what he was missing when it came to the mods before leaving the private room. While the two slithered back into the lobby Berza had one more surprise in store for him as he gave him the access code to the room that they were just in. After that the two parted ways and left Faust to go about his own way. The rubber naga thought about taking his new body and seeing how it faired in a competition but decided against it, the transformation and intense sex he had with the other male suddenly catching up with him. He decided to log out instead, the world dissolving around him before he took off his headset.

The second he did he knew that something was different about him. His chair had been pushed away and he was sitting on a pile of golden rubber coils that led up to his naga body. It was real... it was all real Faust thought to himself as flexed his new muscles. He looked up at the poster of Master Renzyl that he had gotten and grinned, silently thanking him for the new body before he began to examine himself more fully.

Before he got a chance, though, he heard a knock at his front door that caused him to pause. As he began to go and put on clothes he realized that he didn't need to anymore, the magic that came with his new form disguising him from human eyes as an already fully clothed, normal male human. With that in mind he slithered over to the door and opened it to see a metallic raven on the other side that was also completely naked. "I see you finally took the plunge," the bird man said with a smirk on his beak.

"You can say that," Faust replied. "But I'm always ready to take another."

The door slammed behind them as Tyler nearly leapt onto his friend's body, those new muscles thankfully there to support the weight of the other male as their mouths slammed together into a fierce kiss. With the robotic raven wrapped around him it was easy for Faust to get them both back to his room. Once they were there Faust tossed Tyler onto the bed and began to slither up before he stopped suddenly.

"What's up?" Tyler said as he moved into a more seductive pose. "Not having second thoughts about sleeping with the enemy, are you?"

"Of course not," Faust replied with a smirk. "I just have to do one thing first before we start." The naga smirked as he patted his still gravid rubber belly. And don't think for a second you're getting one of these eggs."

Tyler just stuck out his tongue and laid back while Faust went back to his computer, hearing the avian synth remark on how nice his poster was as the naga began to type. He had highlighted his entire friend's list and told them all how he had just found the most amazing game, then put the link to it along with the way to get in contact with him on joining a faction before he hit send. The grin on his muzzle widened as he watched each of the names on his friend's list receive his message, then turned back to his friend on his bed. By this point both of their cocks were rock hard and the raven was already starting to stroke himself before Faust slithered over.

"Because you were so nice to me I'll give you the luxury of going first," Faust announced boldly as he slithered onto the bed next to the other male. "Enjoy it while you can, because the next time I meet you on the battlefield you're going to be looking up at me while I stretch your throat..."